So what kind of trouble has the Victorious gang gotten themselves into? You'll find out in three… two… one… NOW! (Don't worry, no aimless chatter from me this chapter lol) See what happened to Jade and Andre after they were attacked! I know, it's been a while, but try to remember what happened anyway

Jade woke up with a pounding headache and a fuzzy memory- she could barely remember what had happened before she blacked out. She thought that she must've fallen asleep after she left Andre's hotel room and crashed at her place. Then, she had had the weirdest dream- some murderer had attacked them while they were hanging out. Ever since she and Beck broke up, it has been the scariest nightmare she has had so far.

She slowly opened her eyes and all she saw was black, except for a dim light in an opposite corner of the room. It was so quiet that she could hear water dripping from somewhere- Plip, plop, plip, plop. It annoyed the heck out of her. She figured that it was the leaky faucet in her bathroom again- that damn thing would never fix itself!

Man, she was thirsty. She licked her lips and a searing pain instantly shocked her wide awake. Her lip was split and apparently was still in the healing process. Her back ached and her arms and legs felt numb. She felt a dampness pressing against her back and her lower body. If she was in her bed like she thought she was… then why was it so hard and damp?

She attempted to get up but was held back by her duct-taped arms and legs. And suddenly, the realization hit her- she didn't have a nightmare while sleeping. She was living it.

"ALRIGHT, WHOEVER THE HELL PUT ME HERE YOU BETTER SHOW YOUR UGLY, MESSED-UP FACE BEFORE I KICK YOUR ASS!" she yelled, causing something next to her to yell in surprise. At least they didn't duct-tape my mouth, she thought. Big mistake on their part.

"Jade, what the chizz! You scared me half to death!" Andre gasped. She could barely see him in the dim light, but she could still make out a black eye and a bloody gash on his cheek.

"You'll thank me for it later."

"Why?" he asked.

"Try moving your hands and feet."

Andre followed her suggestion and squirmed to get his hands free of the sticky tape. "What the…" He then tried his legs and got the same result. "What happened?"

And suddenly, he remembered; he remembered everything, definitely a lot more than Jade did. A guy had burst into their room and dragged Jade into the bathroom. Andre had bust the door open with his foot (since the intruder had locked it) and had seen Jade unconscious in the bathtub. He swung a punch at the tall man in a black suit and ski mask, but he had missed and paid for it. The man slugged him in the cheek, his spiky gold ring cutting Andre's cheek in the process. He then proceeded to kick the man in the chest. The man retaliated and punched him in the eye, pushing him into the wall and knocking him out.

Andre cursed himself for not being able to protect Jade. If a man wasn't able to protect a girl, even if she wasn't his girlfriend, what kind of a man was he? A weakling? The more he thought about it, the more it pissed him off, so he shifted his focus on their current situation. "So what do we do now?"

He looked into Jade's eyes, but for the first time in years, he didn't see a devilish glint in them. There was no cunning look in her now exhausted smile, no plans to escape. It's like something had sucked the evilness out of her in an instant. She looked hopeless, lost, weary… a side of Jade he was never exposed to.

"I don't know," she whispered, looking down at her ripped black dress. She really didn't know what to do now; she's never been in this sort of situation before. Yes, her dad had abused her before and she had been able to escape from him most of the time… but this was different. She had no idea where she was or what was waiting for them outside of this damp, disgusting room. On the contrary, she knew all of her hiding places in Los Angeles where she would seek refuge from her dad for a couple of hours. Here, they were trapped with no one to help them escape.

Suddenly, the wall in front of them slid open, grinding against the hard concrete floor, revealing the man that Andre had attacked in the hotel room. He didn't have his ski mask on this time. Instead, he wore black shades that shielded him from the bright light emanating from the opening in the wall. He was in a black suit and tie, and the light reflected off of his freshly polished black shoes. He looked like he could've been Arnold Schwarzenegger himself- or his son, at least. For all Andre knew, anything was possible at this point.

"Harvey, the subjects are awake. I repeat, the subjects are awake," the man spoke into his wristwatch. He then took off his sunglasses and walked towards them.

"Welcome to our little operation!" he said with an enthusiastic smile. "I hoped you like your current arrangements… because you may be staying here for quite a long time."

Jade looked like she wanted to rip his head off, but before she could create more tension, Andre spoke first. "Why are we here? And what do you want from us?"

The man chuckled. "I believe you just repeated yourself, Andre. I'll answer your question in a little bit."

Andre was stunned into silence, wondering how this guy (who he had never met before until yesterday) could possibly know his name. The man pulled out a pair of scissors and cut Jade and Andre out of their duct-tape traps. "Walk with me. I'll show you around."

He helped them up and they followed him out of the room. Jade eyed his scissors warily, wishing that she could rip them out of his hands and stab him in the chest with them. But something about him made her think twice about her idea. There was a steely look in his eye that contradicted his courteous manner, a look that said "I am powerful, I'm in charge, and I know everything. Don't mess with me." She has seen that look in her dad's eyes every time he yelled at her, and it made her nervous. She desperately wanted to know what this guy was up to- and she had a feeling that it definitely wasn't something good.

"We run a very powerful organization here at PNX Technology," the man said, walking them through a big, bright room. Desks with computers lined the walls and weird contraptions in the middle hummed loudly, almost drowning out the man's voice as he talked. "We used to work for the FBI but a part of us broke off and started our own business. We are currently occupying the basement of the building."

As they walked out of the room, the man pointed out a picture on the wall. "See that painting on the left? My great-grandmother painted that when she was only 9 year old, and she gave it to me when-"

"I can't take this anymore!" Jade shouted. "Who are you and why won't you tell us anything about why we're here?"

The man pursed his thin lips together, obviously displeased by Jade's interruption, but then started chuckling. "Silly, silly, girl, always asking questions." He gestured to a sofa as they walked into another room, and they sat down and waited for the man to explain what the heck was going on.

"My name is Arthur Killsburo and I am the CEO of this branch. I am planning on starting a world revolution… and you both will be a part of it."

Andre raised his hand timidly. "Yes, Andre?"

"Uh, does your name have the word kill in it, sir?" His leg shook nervously as he asked.

Arthur smiled a white toothy smile. "Yes, it does. I'm glad you noticed." His eyes twinkled with a dark glint. "Now can I go on?"

Andre nodded, recoiling into silence, and he continued. "Now, as I was saying, we are planning to take the world by storm in a couple of days. Our connections to the FBI have given us all the knowledge needed to produce top-notch technology; technology that could bring down an entire government."

Jade sighed. "I'm getting bored. Can you get to the point before I stab my eye out?"

As soon as she said this, her left eye was flooded with an intense stinging sensation. She cried out in pain and clutched her eye, and Andre looked at her, alarmed at her reaction. He had no idea what was going on- was this really happening? Or was this all a dream?

"Aw, we wouldn't want you to do that, Jadelyn," he smirked. "Right Andre?"

Andre refused to answer him, scared to death that he would do something to him, too- or worse.

"You both go to Hollywood Arts, right?"

Andre and Jade both nodded in agreement.

"Well, my father went there 50 years ago. He was very good with technology- very advanced for his time period, I must say. There, he created a computer chip that held a very complex blueprint. It was a blueprint for the construction of a special type of gun."

"What kind of gun was it?" Andre asked, starting to become slightly interested.

"Is, Andre," Arthur corrected him, pacing around the room casually. "The chip still exists- at least I hope it does. He gave the chip to me when I was going into high school. He said it was for 'safekeeping'- it could never be shown to anyone. However, me being the idiot little boy I was, I brought it to my therapist's office and lost it."

He snarled in frustration and stopped in front of the sofa again. "I tried to tell him, but he died in a car crash before I could. I was devastated. Right then and there, in old Sikowitz's classroom," he said. Andre and Jade's mouths dropped open in shock. Sikowitz was that old? (A/N: Yes, I know he's 34 in the actual show, but I'm making him older for this story) "I vowed to get the chip back- not just to rule this fine country, but to fulfill my father's destiny."

"And what is that?" Jade asked, continuing to be a smart ass.

"I don't know yet." He gave Jade a cunning grin. "I guess we'll find that out later."

Jade caught on to what he was getting at. He was planning to take over the country- and not just peacefully. Hell no, of course not. He was going to take over by force. The problem was that she didn't know how he going to go about doing that yet. So she constructed a plan- act like she was fascinated with the whole thing and get the information she needed. Then, she'll turn into his worst nightmare. Perfect.

"So how do you know our names?" she asked, her tone changing from bitingly sarcastic to syrupy sweet. Andre noticed the change and looked at her as if she was crazy. She gave him a go-along-with-it look and he secretly gave her a thumbs-up. Jade rolled her eyes in return.

"That's a very good question." Arthur sat down on the coffee table in front of them. "We've been tracking you guys for some time-you two and your friends Cat, Tori, Beck, and Robbie." Jade winced mentally at the name Beck. Why did always hearing his name hit a sore spot in her heart?

"But why us? Why not any other Hollywood Arts kids? Particularly kids with over-the-top egos or orange curly hair?" Jade asked, referring to Trina and Sinjin.

"You guys are very… unique. A tightly-knit family. It's unlike anything I've ever seen between six high school teenagers. It intrigued me."

Jade and Andre gave each other questioning looks. How was he able to watch them? But they didn't bother to ask him- frankly, they didn't want to know.

"You all seem smart and very talented as well. Except for maybe the red head. She's not the smartest egg in the nest."

Jade's hands clenched in fists at the mention of her friend but she restrained herself and nodded in agreement. As much as she liked Cat, she really could be ditzy at times.

Arthur stood up and walked towards the door. "I've said too much already. You will have to find out yourselves later."

The two teenagers stood up and a realization hit Jade. "What about our friends? What are you going to do with them?"

Arthur's eyes widened somewhat and he refused to respond. "Tell me, you son of a bitch!" she shouted and, in a spontaneous fit of rage (she has some anger management issues, as you have probably known already), tried to kick him in the shin. However, her foot hit something other than his shin, even though there was nothing present to block her kick. She gasped. "Ow!" she cried and tried to move her toes inside of her high heels. It now hurt too much to move them. She hoped they weren't broken.

"Oh, that was very stupid of you, Jadelyn," he said, letting out a dark laugh. "And that is none of your business."

They eventually passed through the computer room (as Andre dubbed it) again and Arthur pressed a button on his watch. Immediately, two doors opened, revealing the room in which they were previously held captive in. "Off you go."

"Wait, you're just going to keep us in here?" Andre asked, starting to get furious. Arthur nodded.

"What are we, your pets that you starve and abuse until you get what you want out of them?" Jade yelled, angry as well with the situation.

Arthur gave her that steely-eyed look again. "Precisely." He gave them a warm, obviously fake smile. "Have a nice stay." And with that, he disappeared as the doors closed in front of them and they were left in pitch black. The light flickered on and cast dark, menacing shadows around the small, moldy room.

Andre looked at Jade. "What have we gotten ourselves into?"

Jade's eye twitched, still in shock from the pain experienced moments ago, and she let out a tired sigh. "I don't know, Andre. But I'm sure it isn't anything good."

They sat there in silence and fell asleep with hunger wrecking havoc in their stomachs and the sound of dripping water booming in their ears.

A day or two passed, and no one came to check up on them. Ever since they came, they have had no water, no food, no anything. It was like someone had sent them to their graves buried alive and waited for them to rot there.

They couldn't move and could barely talk. They could feel their stomachs practically eating themselves, and their throats were so dry and scratchy that it was almost unbearable. Jade woke up from her deep slumber, unaffected by the hardness of the concrete floor anymore. She licked her lips. Her split lip had healed somewhat, but her lips had shriveled up and dried out in the process.

"Andre?" she asked weakly. Andre stirred and woke up from the opposite side of the room, surprised that they were both still alive. "Can you… come here for a second?"

Andre used every piece of strength he had left in him to slowly push himself up and crawl over to where she was sitting. "Yeah?" he asked, mimicking her breathy tone.

Jade closed her eyes briefly and opened them again. "Kiss me."

Andre was stunned. "Wh-what?" he stuttered. Even though his crush for her was almost completely gone, the question made him nervous.

"If they truly forgot about us," Jade whispered, taking a moment to regain her thoughts, "we might not make it much longer."

Andre thought about it. This very well could be the last day they were alive. And Jade looked so lifeless and desperate. His heart broke as he thought about how strong and beautiful she was only days ago. Beck had torn her heart into little pieces and thrown them away. She has given up all hope of him ever coming back, of things ever being the same again. The least he could do is show her he cares.

"Just do it," Jade interrupted his thoughts.

Andre gulped. He cupped her thin face in his hands and placed a soft kiss on her lips. It didn't last long, but it only took him a couple of second s to pull away. He opened his eyes… and to his surprise, he saw Tori staring back at him. He shook his head, and Jade's face came back into view. How strange that he now imagined Jade as Tori instead of the way it was before, when Andre had had a crush on her.

Jade could tell by his reaction what had happened. She leaned her head back in satisfaction. He cared enough to kiss her, but still cared more about Tori at the same time. He was a good guy, indeed. Tori would be so lucky to have a guy like him, she thought. "Thanks," she whispered, and her eyes closed again.

"No problem." Andre laid down again, still in shock from the whole thing. He closed his eyes, hoping he could just die and that this torture would come to an end.

Suddenly, they heard two doors grinding together and two female voices, very high-pitched and frantic, shriek in the room next to them. Their hearts froze as they both wondered the same thing: Why do those voices sound so familiar?

Uh-oh, looks like Arthur has gained some more captives! How did they end up here? And why does Arthur seem so… supernatural? Sorry for the length, this chapter is so long! I had to make it that way in order to explain everything though. Hopefully this made you more interested in the story! Reviews would be greatly appreciated and put to good use .